After kicking out my ex-husband, his brother and I got back together.

Chapter 728 Not like a thief
"That's it, that's it."

Yang Jingyi coughed slightly, trying to explain away the obvious.

"Someone from the property management department is here..."

Ma Jiajia and Zhou Lin showed "I understand" expressions.

"Go on, go on, we'll come see you after get off work tomorrow!"

Yang Jingyi hung up the video with a burning face and looked at Song Muran who was standing not far away.

Song Muran pursed her lips and apologized in a low voice.

"Sorry, I didn't know you were on the video."

He cleaned up the room and came out to see Yang Jingyi not in the living room. He was startled, thinking that the thief had come back to take revenge, so he called out to Yang Jingyi loudly.

Song Muran still can't forget the way Yang Jingyao ran toward him with panic on her face and the smell of blood all over her body.

That's why he wanted to keep doing something to divert his attention.

Yang Jingyi saw something in his eyes. She stepped forward slowly, stood on tiptoes and gently hugged Song Muran with her good hand.

Kneading the tight back of his neck to comfort him.

"Are you scared tonight?"

Song Muran lowered her eyes, covering the emotions in her eyes, and raised her hands to hug her back tightly.

Yang Jingyi didn't struggle, she relaxed her body and leaned against his chest, listening to his unstable heartbeat.

She thought that Song Muran was still young after all. He seemed calm on the surface, but he was actually quite frightened.

It's a pity that he still had to stay calm and accompany him in the hospital to treat his wounds and even communicate with the property management.

"Mu Ran, I'm fine." Yang Jingya raised her head and kissed Song Mu Ran's neck, "You came in time, so I can stand here intact now."

Song Muran felt the soft touch on his Adam's apple, and his body stiffened.

A somewhat aggrieved and angry retort.

"Not intact."

"You had 8 stitches on your arm."

Yang Jingyi choked and let go of him in a funny way.

"Since you know that I am a patient after getting stitches, why are you still arguing with a patient?"

Song Muran pursed her lips and said nothing, just looking at her eyes full of distress, which seemed to be more uncomfortable than when he was injured.

Yang Jingyi felt soft-hearted and kissed him on the lips again, coaxing him in a low voice.

"Well, since you arrived in time today and saved my life."

"Let me give you a wish."

"As long as it's not too outrageous, I can help you realize any wish you have."

Song Muran's eyes flashed, and he finally had a bit of his usual sunny look.

He stared deeply at Yang Jingyi.

"really?"

"Any wish is okay?"

Perhaps it was because the night was too dark, but Yang Jingyi felt that his voice had a bit more low-pitched ambiguity, which made her face feel hot and some inappropriate thoughts flashed through her mind.

Yang Jingyi coughed lightly with a guilty conscience.

“Be active and healthy!”

Song Muran saw through her thoughts, blinked and said with a smile, "Okay."

Yang Jingyi was puzzled by his laughter and quickly changed the topic.

"Has the bedroom been tidied up?"

"I just wanted to change my clothes. My body smells like blood and potions. I feel so uncomfortable."

Yang Jingyi has no mysophobia, but she has a heartfelt objection to the smell of hospitals.

Maybe it’s because I have to send my relatives away one after another in the hospital.

She felt uncomfortable every time she smelled the hospital's unique smell of disinfectant.

"It's almost done." Song Muran held her hand and led her to the bedroom, "I suddenly remembered that the police officer from the police station asked us to inventory the lost items as soon as possible."

"This way they will have one more clue to investigate."

After he mentioned it, Yang Jingyi remembered the painting in the bedroom and quickly quickened her pace.

At that time, she saw that the thief was empty-handed and the bag on his back was not big enough to hold the painting, so she was not too worried.

But without confirming it with her own eyes, she still couldn't be completely reassured.

The bedroom is messier than the living room.

All the drawers and cabinets had been rifled through, even the mattresses had been lifted off.

Yang Jingyi was stunned for a moment. "Is...is this thief looking for something?"

Song Muran's eyes darkened slightly.

"I feel suspicious too."

"I checked it for you. The valuable jewelry was not lost, but your album and documents were messed up."

Yang Jingyi immediately understood what he meant.

"You want to say that what I met tonight was not a thief?"

Song Muran did not nod out of caution.

Yang Jingyi's mood became a little more solemn.

She went straight to the closet.

The framed painting was pulled out from the deepest part of the closet, and there was a shoe print on it.

Fortunately, the frame was strong enough and the painting inside was not damaged.

Yang Jingyi breathed a sigh of relief.

She removed the frame and planned to hand it over to the police tomorrow.

Then he carefully moved the painting to the open space.

Yang Jingyi checked her room and found that it was indeed what Song Muran said.

The valuable gestures and digital products have not been lost.

Instead, some of the documents and designs she brought back from Paris were missing.

She didn't think thieves would have such a special "hobby."

The only reason that can explain the other party's behavior is that the other party is not looking for money at all.

"Alice?"

Song Muran's voice sounded, interrupting her thoughts.

"Stop thinking about it and go wash up."

Song Muran helped her get a set of pajamas.

He glanced at her gauze-wrapped right hand hesitantly.

Yang Jingyi was thinking about something and didn't notice Song Muran's gaze. She took the clothes and thanked her before turning and entering the bathroom.

The bathroom is quite tidy.

Yang Jingyi turned on the hot water and pulled at the wound when she raised her hand to take off her clothes. Only then did she remember that she was still injured, and she was dumbfounded.

She happened to be wearing a shirt with a somewhat unique design today.

What's unique about it is that the buttons are on the back.

If she injured her left hand, she could still unbutton it with her right hand.

But it was her right hand that she injured.

The water is already hot, and the bathroom is filled with steam.

The blood and sweat on her skin made her very uncomfortable, and the steaming water kept tempting her to take a shower.

Yang Jingyi hesitated for two seconds before calling someone.

"Classmate Song... please help me."

Her voice is not loud, even a little quiet.

After shouting, she bit her lip and raised her ears to listen.

She thought it would be fine if Song Muran didn't hear her. After a while, she went out to find a pair of scissors and cut off her clothes.

If you hear it...

Without giving her a chance to think about it, there were already more silhouettes outside the frosted glass door.

"what happened?"

Yang Jingyi licked her lips that were a little dry due to nervousness.

She thought, why does this kid have such good hearing?

Song Muran was a little worried when she didn't get a response.

"Alice?"

Yang Jingyi quickly recovered, opened the door, and smiled at him pretending to be relaxed.

"I can't reach the button, could you help me unbutton it?"

She tried not to sound like an ambiguous hint or invitation.

After all, her request does sound a bit misleading.

Song Muran lowered his gaze, his handsome features looking particularly good in the white steam: "The doctor said that the wound should not be exposed to water, so you'd better not take a shower tonight."